SIAS Chapter 183.2

Chen Zhihe now belongs to Qian Lailai, and he thinks that everything she says is right. He was the first to fatten his snowman’s head.

Zheng Xiaolong surrendered under Li Mengxue’s gaze.

Yun Guyuan chose to follow the crowd.

Soon, seven freshly made snowmen with big heads and small bodies huddled together tightly, in perfect harmony, becoming the brightest things on the snow.

“In this situation, I think we should celebrate our big snowman family of seven by giving it a resounding name.”

Li Mengxue’s heart to form a group is always online.

“Don’t be so unreasonable as to celebrate in this way!” Yi Qingqing’s whole body was filled with resistance.

But at times like this, her arms were no match for her thighs, and her opinions were always selectively silenced.

Qian Lailai, a genius in naming, came online just in time and contributed a confusing group name: “Big Head Group.”

After Golden Flowers, Yi Qingqing got a new group nickname: The Seventh Head.

She looked at Yun Guyuan, who also got the title of ‘The Third Head’ with sympathy. It must be uncomfortable to suffer this torture for the first time, right?

Li Mengxue ran back to the house, picked up a charcoal stick, and wrote their names on the foreheads of the snowmen representing each of them.

She brushed off the dust on her hands, put her hands on her hips, and said with satisfaction, “It’s so neat and tidy, so warm and lovely!”

Yi Qingqing just wanted to complain.

With this kind of aesthetic, could it be that she was a beauty blogger in the comedy section in her previous life?

“Gurgle~”

Yi Qingqing touched her stomach and looked at Li Mengxue and the others who were still not satisfied. She was a little afraid that they would continue to perform.

“You haven’t had breakfast yet, aren’t you hungry?”

“It’s over! My sweet potatoes!”

Qian Lailai was reminded all of a sudden and ran back quickly.

Yi Qingqing and the others looked at each other and decided to go and watch.

Qian Lailai dug out a black lump from the stove. When she broke it open, she saw that only the middle part had a little red core left, while the rest was already carbonized.

However, the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes reached the noses of others.

“It smells so good. I also want to eat roasted sweet potatoes in the morning.” Li Mengxue said.

“Me too.” Wang Lingling agreed.

Yi Qingqing also nodded.

“Since we all have to eat, why don’t we roast them together? It’s snowing so heavily, so I’m not going out today. It’s boring to stay indoors. Why don’t we play in one room?” Li Mengxue invited them.

There is snow everywhere. She doesn’t know what to do if she stays indoors. How can she not find some fun?

She has already played with the small toys in the supermarket over and over again.

“Okay!” Zheng Xiaolong was eager to do so.

It was snowing outside, and no one else had other activities.

In the end, only Yi Qingqing and Yun Guyuan remained silent.

Yi Qingqing thought about her long list of study plans and decisively chose to join her friends.

If she joined, Yun Guyuan would naturally not be absent.

“Just stay in my room. You guys haven’t started the fire yet, but I still have sparks here.” Qian Lailai said and prepared to clean up the kang.

It was the same in every house, but it was not easy for Qian Lailai to get firewood. Everyone felt embarrassed to burn hers alone, so when they went back to get sweet potatoes, they brought some firewood.

 

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The author has something to say:

—Sugar-Sprinkling Little Theater—

Yun Guyuan: Qingqing’s snowman leaned tightly against my snowman, happy ()!

Yi Qingqing: We are all dug out of the same snow pile, who wouldn’t lean it against each other?

Yun Guyuan: I don’t care. I only have eyes for the two of us.

 

 

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